I see the flash, I hear the click,I truly know this trick.Down it digs, long remember , never sleep.For this beast, no depth too deep.With all the bits and bytes, Mankind hopes to reach new heights. Memory long, lightning fast, Numbering bodies to the last. On our foreheads a number sticks, A mark left by colored needle pricksAn icy wind through our soulThrough our Spirit darkness sows.Money gone, what need to steal? Stand be counted, show your zeal! There's a new way in the land, Reach out take his hand. Come to the glass,See people mass.From afar I see, Those things meant for me. Can't you see? All the things said to me, will never set me free.I hear the voice metallic and cold,Telling the masses to be bold. Hunt down those who will not choose, Show the world how they lose. His mark I will not takeEven for my life's sake. No number shall I beFor this man shall stay free!Thus quotes the Neon God, " REJECT...REJECT...REPROGRAM...I AM YOURSELF."